Chapter

1 XII   | composure we can all survey our anxious predicament.~“There is no
2 XV    |        For three long hours, in anxious suspense, we watched and
3 XX    |       returned to the deck with anxious faces. Curtis lost no time
4 XXVI  |        the morrow, and all felt anxious to know from which quarter
5 XXVI  |       he seemed preoccupied and anxious, and did not speak to any
6 XXXIV |     attentively, though with an anxious eye, the preliminary tokens
7 XLIII |         from feeling, I cast an anxious glance to that quarter of
8 XLVIII|     much as myself, and we were anxious to ascertain the cause of
9 LII   |   rising of the mist, for I was anxious to shake off the phantom